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The cheerio lands on the dog’s head.
How do people do this with their head?
Food. Lots of it.
Wade brings a white kitten home, which he found in the streets. He then turns it into a "cheetah" by giving it spots with marker or lipstick, not knowing it might be bad for the cat. Peter cleans them both up! Is that a fluffy Drabble? It's based on a true story xD
Omg it’s too cute
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Peter bit his lip, not sure if he wanted to burst out in laughter or go cry.
His apartment was a complete mess. The blinds were all pulled up, one of them even lying on the floor from being tugged on too harshly, brightly illuminating the scene. The couch cushions were in a haphazard pile in the middle of the floor, arranged in what resembled a pillow fort. Plants that Peter had never seen before were decorated around the room, including a mini-palmtree and numerous ferns. One or two of these potted plants had been knocked over, spilling dirt onto his rugs. Stuffed toy animals were hidden around in the foliage, a variety of wild cats, as if trying to simulate a real jungle.
Reigning in his temper, Peter called out, “Wade?”
There wasn’t an answer for a few moments. Then, from out of the pillow pile trotted Norah, tail perked high and meowing happily. Gaping, Peter dropped his bag and picked up the kitten, staring in horror at the numerous, misshapen black spots that marred her beautiful white fur.
“WADE!”
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Another funny fic by CrimesOfADeadpool!
Summary: Peter is working on his laptop. Wade feeds off attention.
People who can't draw: Drawing is fucking hard
People who don't try at all: Drawing is fucking hard
Teachers: Drawing is fucking hard
Beginning artists: Drawing is fucking hard
Pro artists: Drawing is fucking hard
Famous artists: Drawing is fucking hard
Extremely famous artists: Drawing is fucking hard
Long gone, passed away artists who went down in history: Drawing is fucking hard
People who are upset an artist won't draw for them for free: Drawing is easy!
Peter comes home with bruises, but won't say how he got them. Superfamily (including other Avengers) immediately assume it was Wade (they've always known that man was no good) and threaten to murder him. There is an alternate explanation.
Peter knew the second the fight was over, there was no way he was going to be able to hide this from his dads. He was bruised, his eye was swollen and his lip was busted. And thanks to his broken leg, he was limping.
Oh, he was in so much trouble.
He just hopes they don’t bring the rest of the Avengers into it. ~~~
"Where have you been?" Was his greeting as he opened the door, keeping his faced own.
"Hi, pops." He mumbled, pulling his hoodie down lower.
"Peter, where have you been? Tony’s been worried sick about you, I haven’t been able to sleep and can you take off that damn hood?"
Peter winced, not moving to follow his dad’s orders.
"Pete? Did you hear me? I asked you to take off the ho-" Steve froze when he saw his son."Jesus, Peter, who did this?"
"Peter?" Tony’s voice was coming down the hallway, muffled with sleep. "What the hell happened to you?"
Peter didn’t answer, his eyes cast to the floor.
"It was Wade, wasn’t it?" Tony frowned. "I never trusted him, I told you to stay away from him, Pete. And look what happened when you didn’t listen."
"No, dad he did-"
"Son, stop trying to defend the man." Steve’s voice was softer but filled with anger. "If he hurt you then we need to know."
"Yeah, so we can kill the son of a bitch."
"I promise, he didn’t do this."
Tony sighed, head resting in his hands. “We’re never gonna get anywhere if you keep lying.”
"I’m not lying!" Peter straightened his back, his eyes leveling Tony’s. "You ever heard of the guy named Spider-man? We see him on the news sometimes, you always complain because you think he’s not a real hero, just slings webs around and acts like one." He resisted the urge to say ‘kinda like you.’
"He did this?" Steve’s voice was laced with confusion. "But why, I thought he was a good guy?"
"He is, pops."
"How do you know, you haven’t met him."
"I know because I am him."
There was silence.
"You’re Spider-Man?"
"Oh, you are so grounded, buster."
Peter just rolled his eyes.
Happy Spideypool day ya dorks!
This is a redraw from this .
Wow, such improvement.
For my followers, PLEASE check this story out. My best friend has been working on this story and I would be grateful if you would at least read the first chapter and/or leave a comment. <3 If she gets a nice amount of reads, I'll try my best to upload all week. PLEASE DO THIS FOR ME. <3
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